By the way

In first grade, I brought a conch shell to show and tell because I’d heard if you blow in them, it can sound like a warhorn. I like to think the warrior ancestors of every child in that room cowered at the wild roar of the shell I’d taken without permission from a counter in …

I Don’t Want to Leave this Bathroom, A Tale of Anxiety Having Very Little to do with Bathrooms

I’m not doing so great. I feel sick, but I don’t think I actually am. I feel tired, but I definitely managed to sleep. I have a scratch on my face, but my cat did that because I took too long to wake up and feed her. A great thing that has come from writing …

I’m Not Here Today

For all the same reasons rain is pretty in the sun, parrots are impressive, and tie-dye is inappropriate for a funeral, I’m taking a day off. While I’m gone, I hope you all find that something you were dreading was actually pleasant, that the thing you thought you’d lost was actually under the couch cushion, …